By Jayne Cortez
ornette ornette
Go listen to Ornette
Rambling Blessings
with Cherry Higgins Haden
O. D. C. B. holding church…
Go listen to Ornette
Rambling Blessings
with Cherry Higgins Haden
O. D. C. B. holding church…
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- By Jayne CortezTell me about the good things
you clappin & laughin
Will you remember
or will you forget
Forget about… - By George KalamarasEven the earth dies sometimes
when it is most alive.
Walter Bishop Jr. slaying the keys,
Harold Vick… - By Cornelius EadySome folks will tell you the blues is a woman,
Some type of supernatural creature.
My mother would tell… - By Pat MoraBuenos dias and hasta lue$o in boardrooms and strategy sessions, Where are your grateful holiday smiles…
- By Bruce SniderShe lip-syncs “Hello God,” then “9 to 5.”
She struts. Or does she fly? Like the soul,
a rhinestone, … - By Frank Marshall DavisWho named him Yard Bird?
He was a homing pigeon
With no home to fly to
Sky unlimited
Route uncharted… - By Frank Marshall DavisHer rum-brown rope of a voice
Fastens flannel strands
Around soft sides of staid notes
Sitting properly… - By Bruce BondI played a folk song once
so long into the night
it came apart.
I was a child.
Clouds passed.
Their … - By Patti Smithnotebook
divine love is so.
invisible.
notebook
november 1. all souls day. rimbaud-o. go
to hell. picasso… - By Angela JacksonThe night ZZ Hill sang at the Club Tupelo
on the Westside of Chicago
he was built like a heavyweight… - By Nikki GiovanniMommy always wanted
To be famous
She would have us (my sister and me)
Sing
In all the talent shows
… - By Juan Felipe Herrerain the darkness
in the exile—there is a sigh, a number 9
there is a son borne of the street song, the… - By Sean MahoneyI may take offense, may still your tongue
And your fickle ax willowing spastically
During unpredictable… - By Noa Micaela FieldsIn other sounds
E wants a mother
[unclear] I hear
bad. Trachea,
trace—translate
[hiss] chase
meaning… - By Robin BeckerThink of the fox skins belted to the backs of the dancers
at Santo Domingo Pueblo, a thousand fox skins… - By Chera HammonsApart, we are two quiet things:
a person and an instrument.
I in my body,
the clarinet in its case.
… - By Quincy Troupeyou begin with a sound wrapped around a syllable, or syllables,
a word (or words) like razzmatazz, or… - By Quincy Troupe1.
a carrier of incandescent dreams this
blade-thin shadowman stabbed by lightning
crystal silhouette… - By Rodney Terich LeonardFacing the blackboard,
the teacher whistles
a melody of marbled tenderness.
Entanglement,
intrigue or…